I had just finished writing a post, was just checking the spelling mistakes, and GRRRRRR as I said I must have hit the wrong key or Internet stopped working, but I lost the post , I lost my blog page and this not so techy lady just lost a lot of time trying to get back on her blog to write. I couldn't get back on it to post... but I just found the page again, through Facebook... You'll have to be patient with me.
Anyway my lost post was about the beauty of making home made bread! I am not going to re write it now though. I think that what I may do from now on is write the blog on word and then paste it, maybe Internet will not play games on me then!
Now I am just going to go and eat a nice crust of homemade bread, too bad guys and girls, you'll have to wait for the KISS recipe to bread.
Oh, by the way I am a very faithful member of the KISS Association (Keep It Simple Stupid), so you will never find anything very difficult on this blog. But I will probably share many ideas, fun anecdotes... of course as I get more expert at all this I may share pictures, patterns etc....
Cheers
Mama Cool
Friday, February 25, 2011
Macooo says:: Macooo says: Let's get started
Macooo says:: Macooo says: Let's get started: "Here I go ladies and gents. Why did I choose the name Macooo. My mother , when she became a grand mother was given the nickname Boumba by h..."
Macooo says: Let's get started
Here I go ladies and gents.
Why did I choose the name Macooo. My mother , when she became a grand mother was given the nickname Boumba by her first grand child who couldn't pronounce "Bonne maman" at the tender age of 28 months. I always loved that name and all the grand children adopted it.
When I became a grand mother I wished to also be baptized by grand children. My first grand child didn't pick a name, because his parents were talking about me as Grand Ma, and not using Mama Cool, therefore it was the second one Ardan who baptized me, because there Mama Cool was used by the parents, aunts etc...
There is nothing sweeter than hearing say " Hi Macooo, or I love you Macooo"... Maybe one day they will all call me that way. Or maybe each will find their way to call me... their voice and soft tone make me melt every time, whatever they call me anyway!
It's funny because until I became a grand mother I never believed that it would be special, that I would become "gaga" over those little ones, that hearing them or seeing them would brighten my day, would fill my heart with that special kind of love and happiness...but I have been really hit by that grand mother bug... trust me it is LOVELY!
Cheers
Mama Cool
Why did I choose the name Macooo. My mother , when she became a grand mother was given the nickname Boumba by her first grand child who couldn't pronounce "Bonne maman" at the tender age of 28 months. I always loved that name and all the grand children adopted it.
When I became a grand mother I wished to also be baptized by grand children. My first grand child didn't pick a name, because his parents were talking about me as Grand Ma, and not using Mama Cool, therefore it was the second one Ardan who baptized me, because there Mama Cool was used by the parents, aunts etc...
There is nothing sweeter than hearing say " Hi Macooo, or I love you Macooo"... Maybe one day they will all call me that way. Or maybe each will find their way to call me... their voice and soft tone make me melt every time, whatever they call me anyway!
It's funny because until I became a grand mother I never believed that it would be special, that I would become "gaga" over those little ones, that hearing them or seeing them would brighten my day, would fill my heart with that special kind of love and happiness...but I have been really hit by that grand mother bug... trust me it is LOVELY!
Cheers
Mama Cool
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